The Karma of a Second Life

My tour-guide boyfriend begged me to rescue him from an accident, while I calmly played games as the attraction’s security officer.

In my previous life, he led a group into a mine and got lost.

I patiently guided him remotely, and that was the only reason he and the tourists made it safely out.

But when I burst into tears of joy and hugged him, he shoved me away in fury.

“Why did you deliberately guide us into the restricted section of the mine? What do you get out of all of us dying?”

The tourists shoved and cursed me. My best friend and assistant guide, Vanessa, pretended to defend me.